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Không biết từ bao giờ, Ma lon đã trở thành một trò chơi quá quen thuộc với nhiều thế hệ trẻ con của khu phố theo những lời kể truyền miệng từ lứa trẻ trước qua lứa trẻ sau. Vào những đêm hè khi khu phố mất điện, lũ trẻ thường trốn ngủ rồi tụ tập nhau ra ngoài đường hóng gió lượn lờ. Rồi chúng kể cho nhau nghe những câu chuyện rùng rợn mà chúng được nghe từ thế hệ anh chị trước đó. Chuyện về trò chơi Ma lon là câu chuyện bọn chúng luôn luôn thích nghe nhất mà không bao giờ biết chán là gì. Ai mà có thể tin được! Vào đêm không trăng đầu tiên của tháng, khi đồng hồ điểm đúng 12 giờ đêm, lúc bóng đêm đen như mực lan tỏa phủ kín khắp khu phố. Chỉ với một cái lon nước bất kỳ đã dùng, cắm thêm 3 nén nhang, cùng một vài cái kẹo dừa là có thể triệu hồi được một linh hồn oan khuất không thể siêu thoát nào đó đã từng sống ở khu phố về nhập vào cái lon, để cùng chơi trò chơi đuổi bắt với bọn trẻ…

No one knows exactly when, but "Ma Lon - The Ghost Can Ritual" has long become a familiar game passed down through generations of children in the neighborhood, whispered from one group of kids to the next. On summer nights when the power goes out, children sneak out of their homes, gathering in the dimly lit streets to catch the cool breeze. They share spine-chilling stories they’ve heard from older kids—tales that grow more twisted with each retelling. And among all the ghost stories, the one they love the most—the one they never get tired of hearing—is the legend of the "Ma Lon" game. Who would believe it? On the first moonless night of the month, when the clock strikes midnight and the darkness spreads thick like ink, all it takes is an empty can, three sticks of incense, and a few coconut candies to summon a restless spirit. A soul that once lived in this very neighborhood—trapped, unable to move on—will enter the can… And then, the game of tag begins.

Various stories of my creation that can be in every possible genre, if you like these mini stories, please let me know.

Zhane, a rejected Yurian is sent to his death but lands on Earth, where all hell has broken loose due to someone trying to make a gene-virus. Now zombies walk the streets, mutated animals hunt in the open and things have only just started.

[taking place in The Skeld] An innocent crew mate. Once wandering around storage, doing Wires, before a meeting is called. "Red sus" Cyan, the caller of the meeting, speaks up. "me?! But- I was in storage! Doing wires! Brown was their!" Brown shrugs off Reds statement, "agreed. Red sus" "where's your proof?" pink interrupts. Cyan answers, a grin sneaking onto his face underneath the helmet. "Red kept following purple. Coincidentally having all the same tasks as her" purple thought for a few seconds before nodding slowly "yeah, true. Vote red" ---- Blue voted Brown voted Cyan voted Orange voted Black voted Pink voted Green voted ---- 。　　　　•　 　ﾟ　　。. 　　.　　　 .　. 　　 　　.　　　　　。　　 。. 　. 　.　　 。. 　 ඞ 。　 . • • red was not the Impostor. 。　.

An impulsive boy, our main character, is approached by a girl after they both get rejected at the same place. Through their shared rejections they bond and their relationship grows.

A child wronged at a young age, inspired by his uncle's last wish, wanting to live a normal Highschool life, at the same time trying to find his family's long missing murderer. With him already involved in this cult like organization, what will Baku decide to follow, his uncle or his revenge-longing heart?

Born a terrifying creature, Celestia tries to escape the path of murder destined for her to cross, while also avoiding her own death. A lending hand of Blaze secretly helps in protecting her, though this isn't the only thing he intends on doing.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!